At Sarah’s house (Part 5)

My fantasies of ‘free use’, if you could call them that, had been born of sexual frustration, mostly. A high libido, attractive schoolmates and no social skills made me turn to high amounts of porn and constant daydreaming. Walking up to any girl I liked and being able to fuck her whenever and wherever made for an appealing scene, especially since it didn’t necessitate any sort of conversation or flirting. However, I feel the need to stress that every time I imagined these scenarios, I pictured the girl also enjoying the situation and having a great time with me. I’ll always argue it’s different from **** because consent is there, just always implied. Yeah, yeah. It’s a stupid and convoluted kink, but harmless if you’re not completely out of touch with reality and keep it in your head. And yet here was Sarah, willing to do some sort of free-use play with me.

…You seriously don’t know what life will throw at you unless you step out there, huh?

This was clearly a bigger deal for her than it was for Grace, too. Sarah had some sort of bad experience in the past that left her a little wary of giving her partner too much freedom, yet she was choosing to let me do as I pleased. I’d sooner cut off my own testicles than do something to make her regret doing it.

I snuck one of my hands under her bra immediately while I also put my thumb on Sarah’s lips. With no hesitation, she started sucking on it, wetting it with her saliva as I fondled her breast. She kept her blue eyes fixed on mine, thin, pink lips wrapped around my finger. Her nipple was getting hard on my hand again.

I pulled my hands away, got an arm around her waist, kissed her hard with tongue first, and pushed her down on the bed, following her with lips locked. I pushed Sarah down on her bed. HER bed. I had Sarah in my arms, in her own bedroom. She got her arms around me, fiercely sucking on my tongue and moaning her pleasure in that sexy voice of hers.

I pulled down her leggings and snuck a hand between her legs. She was quickly getting wet again. “Sarah… Can I?”

“Don’t ask,” she told me, grinning. “Just do it.”

My entire body was burning. I pulled down my own pants and freed my dick. On a whim, I asked Sarah to get on her stomach and put a pillow under her, lifting her ass. The tip of my cock prodded her lower lips, making her tense up in anticipation. I lay on top of her and pushed my dick deep inside her in a single thrust.

“Oooh fuck!” Sarah moaned, biting on a pillow she was hanging on to. Her pussy clamped around me, holding on and sucking me in deeper.

“God, you feel so good…” I muttered, growing dizzy from the pleasure.

She giggled. “So do you. Keep going, Oliver.”

I rocked my hips, grinding my cock inside Sarah’s slick, hot pussy. I kissed the back of her neck and she started shuddering even more. I held both of her hands, interlocking fingers with her.

“Mmmm! Yes! Do me more, Oliver. Haah!”

I began to thrust in harder, pulling back my hips and pushing back in with more ****. The now familiar sound of flesh on flesh joined that of my heavy breathing and Sarah’s moans.

“I love your moans…” I told her, giving her ear a playful nibble. “You sound so sexy.”

Her pussy squeezed me tighter, as if reacting to my words. “Ah! Ahn! Mmmmm!”

We kept that up for a long while. Holding hands while I slid in and out of her from behind, changing my rhythm every other moment. We were getting sweaty from the heat and the closeness, and as I felt us both growing closer to our peaks, I quickened the pace.

“Oh!Oh!Ooooh fuuuck!” Sarah began to tremble below me, scratching and pulling on the sheets of her bed. I continued pushing my cock inside her until I, too, reached my own climax.

I let out a long nasal sigh and low groan while I emptied my first load inside Sarah’s pussy. It came out like a burst, thick and powerful, and the pleasure washed all over my body to the tip of my toes. My dick twitched inside her still spasming pussy, and she continued to writhe languidly below me.

I kissed her neck. “Felt good?”

“Oh, get outta here…” she chuckled tiredly.

Smiling, I pulled out and got off her, sitting cross-legged on the bed. Sarah turned around, getting on her back and took in a deep breath. She then moved her fingers to her pussy and scooped the leaking cum, taking it to her mouth and licking it off.

Fuck, it was hot.

After that, Sarah crawled towards me, lay on her stomach and took my still erect cock in her mouth, sucking it clean from the mix of our fluids. She kept her eyes closed, licking and drinking the cum out of my dick in blissful relaxation.

“Oliver?”

“Hm?”

“You’re a beast.”

I chuckled. “Glad you think so.”

“It’s a fact.” She kissed the tip of my dick. “And to think I have you all to myself for the rest of the day…”

“I’d… like to avoid leaving a mess in your house,” I said, laughing nervously.

Sarah grinned and got off the bed. Then she took off her leggings completely, followed by her sports bra and underwear before she undid her ponytail, getting completely naked. Gorgeous.

“Come on. Undress!” she ordered.

I stood up and did as she asked. I took off all my clothes, and the feeling of being butt naked in a girl’s room was fucking wild. It was a mix of inadequacy and excitement that’s difficult to describe.

I went up to Sarah and embraced her. She grinned when my dick pressed against her stomach and she hugged me back. Our lips met and we made out for nearly a full minute, standing there in her bedroom. I was about to lead her back to the bed when she did the unthinkable.

“Let’s go,” she said.

Go? Go where? I couldn’t even ask the question. With a mischievous smile on her face, Sarah grabbed my hand and dragged me out of her room.

I know you realize this, but I feel the mighty need to repeat that we were both complete and fully naked, walking around the hallways of her house.

What the fuck?